Because Meng Zitao showed calligraphy, Miyamoto Shaojin's original strategy was basically useless, and when he asked again, he learned that Zou Lao really didn't want to take his calligraphy to Dongying for exhibition, so he could only regretfully leave.

After Miyamoto Shaojin left, Zou Lao's mood was a little higher, and he said with a smile: "The people who are in the way are finally gone." By the way, you came here today, is there something going on?"

For Zou Lao, Meng Zitao had nothing to hide, so he told the truth directly.

Knowing what happened, Zou Lao shook his head and smiled: "I didn't expect a joke to save me from making a fool of myself today." ”

"Uncle Zou, do you think the little devil will do tricks?"

"If there is no Xiao Meng, this is for sure. There is still a gap between my level and Ishida Ye, not to mention Xiao Meng, to be honest, before today, I felt that my cursive handwriting, even if it was not as good as Wang Xianzhi and Wang Duo, was already one of the few in today's society. Now I know how wrong I am, or as the old saying goes, there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky!"

Zou Lao was very emotional, because of the amputation, he once felt that life was meaningless, and then it was his love of calligraphy that made him regain confidence in life, but he did not communicate with the outside world for many years, and he also gave birth to some conceited emotions in his heart, and Meng Zitao's calligraphy seemed to pour cold water on him, which made him sober up a lot.

This must have done him a lot of good, because his arrogant mood may make him slowly lose interest in calligraphy, and if he doesn't have it, what will he rely on to support it?

"As for the Flower God Cup, I do have five here. ”

As he spoke, Zou Lao took out a small box from the cabinet behind him, and after opening it, he saw five flower god cups inside.

Meng Zitao looked at them one by one, and the paintings of these five flower god cups were magnolia, peach blossoms, magnolias, peach blossoms and moon seasons, all of which were genuine.

"Old Zou, I wonder if your five flower god cups can cut love?" Meng Zitao asked sincerely.

Zou Lao said magnificently: "There is no problem. ”

Meng Zitao didn't expect things to go so smoothly, thanked Zou Laozuo, and said that he could give the "Peace Sticker" he had just written to Zou Lao, and asked Zou Lao what else he wanted.

Zou Lao was overjoyed, and said a little angrily: "Your "Peace Sticker" is very happy even if I exchange a whole set of flower god cups, and I have to make other requests, is it really damned, or am I so greedy for money in your eyes?"

Meng Zitao hurriedly waved his hand: "Old Zou, I didn't mean that, don't get me wrong." ”

Zou Lao said: "Xiao Meng, maybe you are not short of money, and you don't make a profit by selling your calligraphy, so you don't know the true value of your calligraphy." In my personal judgment, the artistic value of your calligraphy works is not lower than that of Wang Duo, what is lacking is only fame. However, you are still young, and it is entirely possible that you will surpass Wang Duo in fame. ”

Qian Qiwei and Su Xingshun both thought deeply about this, and before that, they didn't expect Meng Zitao's calligraphy level to be so outstanding, which made them still very shocked in their hearts.

"You're getting too old. Meng Zitao said modestly.

"Young people should be humble, but you don't have to be humble when it comes to calligraphy. ”

Zou Lao smiled, and then said: "The reason why I tell you this is to let you know not to practice your own works, and don't flow too many works for money, as the saying goes, scarcity is expensive, and it can also affect your impression in the hearts of others." ”

Meng Zitao said sincerely: "I will keep in mind your old teachings, and I am not short of money, and the calligraphy works that have been circulated, in addition to giving them to friends and elders, are basically exchanging antiques with others." ”

Qian Qiwei said with a smile: "I am very envious of those people who exchange calligraphy with you, and when they know the true value of your calligraphy, it is estimated that they will not be able to sleep for a few days and nights." ”

He is indeed very envious now, but it is a pity that from now on, Meng Zitao's calligraphy works should not be easily allowed to others, and if he barters things, he will not be able to afford this money!

Next, Meng Zitao and Zou Lao exchanged calligraphy for a while, although Zou Lao is not as good as Mencius Tao in terms of calligraphy, but as the old saying goes, there is an old man in the family if there is a treasure, Zou Lao's experience is not comparable to Meng Zitao, and it also gave him a lot of inspiration.

Everyone chatted happily, and in a blink of an eye, it was noon, and Zou Lao strongly invited Meng Zitao and others to eat at home, and everyone should also go down.

After enjoying a hearty meal, everyone came to the living room to drink tea and chat, chatting happily, the old lady came over and handed the pills to Zou Lao: "It's time to take medicine." ”

After Zou Lao took it, Meng Zitao asked with concern, "What are you uncomfortable with?"

Zou Lao smiled: "Headache, the sequelae of the car accident, can't be cured, you have to take some medicine every day, otherwise the pain will not be bearable." ”

"Why don't I show you?" asked Meng Zitao.

Zou Lao nodded: "Do you have a prescription for headaches?"

"Sort of. Meng Zitao smiled, he didn't want to talk about this anymore, and then diagnosed Zou Lao.

As the saying goes, a long illness becomes a good doctor, and when Meng Zitao was diagnosed, Zou Lao was a little surprised in his heart, because Meng Zitao's methods were too professional, and he seemed to be facing an old Chinese medicine doctor, but thinking about Meng Zitao's age and occupation, it was also too impossible.

Zou Lao's problem belongs to an old injury, and Meng Zitao doesn't have a good way, after all, he is still a human being, not a god, so he can only try it with conservative treatment to see how the effect is.

"Old Zou, I'll prescribe a prescription for you, you follow it for half a month, and I'll come back then. "Meng Zitao made a prescription and planned to come before the treasure appraisal conference to see how the effect was.

Zou Lao looked at the prescription that Meng Zitao prescribed for himself, and he was even more surprised, his headache was also read by an old Chinese medicine doctor, and most of the medicinal materials in the prescription prescribed by the other party were the same as those prescribed by Meng Zitao, indicating that Meng Zitao really understood Chinese medicine.

It's just that, judging from Meng Zitao's performance, he shouldn't want to mention the fact that he knows Chinese medicine, and Zou Lao didn't say much.

Zou Lao smiled and nodded and said Okay, since Meng Zitao understands medical skills, he will definitely take it, there is no three-thirds, how dare he go to Liangshan, since Meng Zitao dares to prescribe a prescription, he must be sure, otherwise why would Meng Zitao do such a thankless job.

"By the way, you can also keep this box of incense, and order one every day, which is good for treatment. ”

Meng Zitao took out a beautiful small box from his bag and handed it to Zou Lao. There are more than 20 two-inch long incense sticks in the box, don't look at just one incense stick, the cost is not low, it is based on his experience in medical skills, combined with the ambergris recipe that he got at the beginning, which has the functions of clearing the heart and calming the nerves, dissolving phlegm and awakening the brain, and invigorating blood circulation.

Meng Zitao usually orders one when he is practicing, and the effect is very outstanding, and there will be no side effects when he orders one or two sticks every day.

Zou Lao opened the incense box, a different fragrance came to his face, just smelling the aroma, he was refreshed, his mind was instantly clear, and he immediately understood that this fragrance must be extraordinary.

"Xiao Meng, this incense should be very precious, you can tell how much it is. ”

Meng Zitao smiled: "You use it for the time being, if it does work, let's talk about it." ”

Zou Lao didn't bother much, anyway, the future will be long, but if he knew that the incense sticks that Meng Zitao took out would cost tens of thousands of ingredients for the recipe alone, it is estimated that he would not agree like this.

Because there were many things, Meng Zitao sat for a while and then said goodbye, and Zou Lao was pushed by his wife and personally sent them to the door.

After sending Meng Zitao away, Zou Lao called his daughter to come back.

Zou Meiyan frowned and looked at Fang Zi and asked, "Dad, when did you invite a doctor again?"

The old lady hurriedly told her what had happened before.

"What!" Zou Meiyan was shocked when she heard this: "Could it be that good calligraphy means medical skills? He doesn't even have the qualifications to practice medicine, so he actually treats you, this person has something wrong with his brain!"

Zou Lao's expression sank: "How can you speak! Are people such brainless people? Besides, a single word can be sold for millions of dollars, if it is not for the purpose of curing my disease, why would he take over this matter!"

The old lady took over and said, "I also don't think the young man will lie to us." ”